Crown Resorts Horizon
It's kind of eerie wandering around a hotel like this. I had the place to myself but it wasn't in ruins.
I would imagine a year or two ago that most of those balconies would have had towels hanging over them.
It became apparent though, as I walked around the carpark, that I wasn't as alone as I had previously thought.
I had had the feeling of being watched, because I was indeed being watched. Nobody had told the hotel cats that the place was closed and here they were.
Rather than keep you in suspense, I will say straight away that somebody is feeding them on a regular basis.
Philosophical graffiti adorned the walls of the cats' hideaway.